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The Swiss ... who f*ckin cares? (said the Jew with gold teeth).

The good news? There ain't any.

The bad news? Ya better sit down .....

http://therealbarackobama.wordpress.com/2009/11/27/batchelor-circus-to-town/

I hope the Swiss vote in favor of banning the minarets because the minarets are a political symbol of domination, just like the hammer and sickle and the swastika. The day will come in America when we will have to amend our Constitution to reject Islam not because it is a political ideology patchful of pagan ideas, but because Islam is essentially intolerant of believers who don't buy into its ideology. The express purpose of Islam is political domination and it does not eschew genocide to achieve that end. That is why we will eventually amend our Constitution to ensure that Islam has no place on our shores.

I think banning minarets is a good idea for Switzerland. They choose to retain their national identity. Minarets symbolize domination by Islam. They are a lot worse than the Confederate flag.

" in a referendum that has set off an emotional debate about national identity and stirred fears of boycotts and violent reactions from Muslim countries."

What other kind of reaction do they ever have?

"The cities of Basel, Lausanne and Fribourg banned the billboards, saying they painted a "racist, disrespectful and dangerous image" of Islam. "

Notice they didn't say "inaccurate".

There is no hope left for Yurrup. Now, countless hamastans/islambergs/muzzy bantustans/no go zones. Across its width and breadth. Where individual infidels dare not wander ... let alone uniform, armed police.

Thers is nothing left to buttress. Nothing left to save. Duh Swees? Always been best at buttering their toast ... on both sides. Weighing the cold hard reality, of the approaching insect horde ... or babysitting their petro-dollars.

I haven't clue one how we'll stop the march of the bugs across America. But having seen the look. Having the muzzy hatred (more than) proudly bare down on me. In the light of day. In public. I know, truly, what is in the hearts of these cockroaches.

When the mooselimb sh*t hits the fan. I'll not surrender one f*cking inch. One fu*cking millimeter. I'll die where I stand. On my feet.

However many sleeper cells are currently in hibernation, here in the homeleand? Half a dozen? A dozen? More? How much reconnoitering is currently underway? How large the index, of targets of opportunity?

A hard rain is gunna fall. On which day? How soon? There will be blood. As night follows day. Mad Mo's Marionettes have only just begun ....

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